[Hokage] Summer Festival

The sunlight danced in his silver hair, like crystal fragments twinkling on the white sand.

It's the man I just saw on the second floor.

Although he was neatly dressed, most of his face was covered by a gray mask.

But with this strange silver hair and eyes, I can still recognize him at a glance.

It's the man with the nice curve of the jaw.

I took the paper crane from his palm.Compared with his hand, Xia Zi's hand was more than a circle slender.

When I was at Natsuko's age, I used to be obsessed with the feeling of being wrapped in the palm of such a generous and well-textured big hand.Hopelessly longing for a man who can hold my hand like this for eternity.

If it was me at that time, I would definitely fall in love with this man's appearance.

The facial features are so exquisite that they are impeccable.

It's a pity that I passed the age that I would fall in love with a man's appearance early in the morning.

"Thank you." I said.

Someone from the other side of the yard called "Xia Zi" and trotted over.

It's Miki.

Her injury is not serious, and she can already exercise properly.

Unlike Xia Zi, my internal organs were damaged in many places, and I still had a dull pain when I walked.

She panted slightly, as if she had just discovered the man next to her, she cried out in surprise:

"Senior Shuo Mao."

The man named Shuo Mao nodded to her, glanced at me, then turned and left.

"Xia Zi, do you know senior Shuo Mao?"

Miki asked.As soon as the voice fell, she laughed herself, and then said:

"I'm afraid there is no one in Konoha who doesn't know Sakumo Hatake."

Hatake Sakumo.

Probably a very remarkable person.It's a pity that I definitely don't know him, maybe Xia Zi does.

My impression of this man, apart from his handsome face, is the only long and ferocious scar on his back that looks like a centipede.

People say that scars are the feats of a man, I don't know if he will be proud of it.

***

The paper crane was imprisoned in the palm of its hand, its wings drooping listlessly.

After returning to the ward, I put it in the notebook and leaned against the bedside with my eyes closed.

I just walked around downstairs, and now I feel tiredness coming from all directions, and I am too tired to move.Xia Zi's body was indeed seriously damaged.

Suddenly, Miki exclaimed:

"Xia Zi, your wound is bleeding!"

I opened my eyes slowly, and looked down. I didn't know when the waist and abdomen of the hospital gown were dyed red, and there was blood coming out. The warm liquid made me stunned for a moment.

I moved, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain. I couldn't help gasping, and tears overflowed from the corners of my eyes.

"Xia Zi, don't move, I'll go to the doctor!"

Mei Shu said, and rushed out in a hurry, even forgetting to close the door.

I was sweating coldly from the pain, remembering that there was still painkiller Xinyi left in the cabinet next to me, so I reached out and fumbled for it.

I don't know if it was the water glass or something that fell to the ground, and there was a loud bang.

Most of my body was suspended outside the hospital bed, but I still couldn't find painkillers.The wound seemed to be stabbed into the body with a knife and rotated. Apart from the overwhelming pain, I couldn't feel anything else.

I don't know whether to say that this body fits my soul too well or too well.

After a while, the pain gradually subsided, replaced by a calming warm current, slowly spreading throughout the body.

It was as if wandering around before the gate of hell again, and finally returned to the world.

I regained my composure and raised my hand to wipe off my cold sweat, only to realize that there were a few more people beside me.It was Miki, Shinichi and two nurses.

The light blue chakra on Xinyi's palm covered my wound like an endless source of warmth.

"You used chakra?" he asked.

Thinking of the energy surging in my veins earlier, I nodded.

There was slight reproach and helplessness in his voice:

"Your body cannot use chakra for at least three months."

"Too impatient, Xia Zi."

But I was still thinking, was it a temporary accident that Natsuko's body could use ninjutsu autonomously, or was it the body's own memory?

If it is the latter, how much consciousness of the original owner is left in this body?

But that's not a bad thing.At least for me, who knows nothing about ninjutsu, this situation is not bad.

It's just that in her own village, Xia Zi's nerves are still so tense that she will attack any suspicious person. What kind of tense and severe environment did she live in in the past?

It is said that she has been hiding in the enemy's country for two years. A teenage girl who has left her home and has a mission. She can't even make friends, so she has to be careful lest her identity be found out.For more than 700 days and nights, what kind of belief did she rely on to survive?

Until she died on the battlefield, in addition to her loyalty to the village and concern for her companions, would there still be some resentment hidden in the corner in her heart.

The more I get in touch with this world, the more I want to know what kind of girl Natsuko is.

"Are you listening to me, Xia Zi?"

Shinichi's voice above his head said helplessly.

After getting along these days, it can be seen that he is a good brother who takes good care of his siblings.

With Xia Zi's body, I am also a wounded person, so I won't talk about it.On weekdays, he often told Ah Duan to be careful, and to treat injuries in time.

"I'm listening." I said.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on my forehead, still with the warmth of Chakra in his palm, he said softly:

"Don't worry everyone."

I suddenly remembered that many years ago, when I was in the rebellious period, I had a big fight with my parents over some trivial matter, and then ran away from home thinking that I was great.

At that time, we had just moved back to Japan for less than half a month, and the way of life was unfamiliar. I took the tram all the way south with my backpack in my arms. The strange scenery outside the window made me feel novel and happy, but gradually it became unstoppable fear.Why should I leave the parents I am most familiar with and rely on most, and just sit on a tram leading to an infinitely strange place for a trivial reason?

In the end, my parents found me at the train station in Kyushu. My father looked tired, touched my head, and said this sentence very softly:

"You've grown up, don't let your parents worry about you anymore, okay?"

After my parents passed away, many times when I think of my father's words, I can't help but have a sore nose.

How can the care between relatives be as simple as worrying on the lips.

Parents treat me, believe in a pair of Xia Zi, probably because they want each other to be safe and sound no matter what.

I nodded and said:

"I see."

Although I can't guarantee whether Natsuko's body will use ninjutsu again regardless of her injuries, at least, within the range I can control, I will not increase the load on her body.

Even if it's a resurrection from a dead body, I also know to cherish the original owner's body.

Besides, there is a war outside, and it would be a crime to cause trouble to others at such a time.

***

In the afternoon of the next day, when I woke up from my nap, I vaguely saw a man standing by the window sill.

It took a few seconds to get rid of the dream that had filled my mind just now, and when I took a closer look, the man's thin body was facing me sideways, and his eyes fell outside the window.

When I sat up from the bed, he heard the sound and looked over, his eyes sparkling.

Silver hair, mask.

Isn't it Sakumo Hatake whom I just met yesterday?

Speaking of which, Xia Zi's wounds were opened, which had nothing to do with him.

He hesitated for a while before walking to my hospital bed, and said with some embarrassment:

"Mei Shu said you were making origami cranes... Excuse me."

There were a few paper cranes scattered on the cabinet that couldn't fly no matter how much they flapped their wings.

When Mei Shu went out, I was indeed making origami cranes, and then I fell asleep without knowing it, entangled in dreams, and I didn't even know he came in.

"Sorry, if I had called you from behind, you wouldn't have thought it was an attacker."

He said apologetically.

I was still skeptical about his inexplicable arrival, but now I understand.

It turned out he was harboring guilt for my relapse.

However, the next second I thought - how did he know that my wound was opened because of using chakra?

As if seeing my doubts, he smiled and said:

"Xinyi is also my attending doctor."

"He said that his cousin Natsuko used chakra before her injury was healed, which is really worrying. If he knew that I was the culprit, he would definitely stab me in the wound."

I also laughed.

When Xinyi came to change his dressing this morning, the look in his eyes made me ashamed for a long time.

He had to beat and scold this seriously injured sister who didn't listen to advice, so he could only vomit his bitterness to others.

Judging from Hatake Sakumo's tone, he and Shinichi should be good friends.

"I was being reckless," I said.

Most people in their own village would not attack without knowing the situation, Xia Zi's body was too tense.

"Xia Zi. Your name is Xia Zi, right?"

There seemed to be hesitation in his eyes, as if he was deliberating and said:

"You and Duanjun are the only ones in the Kato family who can use Spiritualization, but...with all due respect, it is still too much for your current body to use Spiritualization."

Spiritualization.

Hearing what he said, it should be a secret technique unique to Xia Zi's family.I remember yesterday that when the chakra surged in the veins, the body was able to become nothingness in an instant, directly passing through the solid tree trunk.

It's amazing.

In my previous world, ghosts were probably the only ones who could pass through walls. —Of course it was a joke.

Just why did he suddenly talk to me about this?

I looked up at him, the wind was blowing in through the window, and the ends of his hair were swaying in the same direction.

It's rude, but to be honest, it really looks like a broom head.

He went on:

"At the beginning of the war, Teacher Xiaochun will probably be very busy."

"Trust me, please, I will guide you in your practice before you recover from your injury."

I was taken aback, didn't I just say that I need to take good care of my wounds, why did I ask someone to guide me in cultivation in the blink of an eye?

After this incident, Shinichi must have thought that even if I was injured, I would not allow myself to relax, and I couldn't wait to resume my practice.He was afraid that I would have another accident, so he came up with such a way-let a trusted friend watch over me.

This time it was my turn to be helpless.Although it is good to have someone to guide me, I don’t know much about ninjutsu practice in this world. If someone accidentally sees the clues, I don’t know how to justify or justify myself.

So I said:

"Shinichi-san said that my body cannot use chakra for at least three months."

The man in front of him smiled and said:

"The practice of ninjas is not only chakra refining."

I was immediately speechless.

The so-called saying too many mistakes, let's just see the steps.

There was a sound at the door, and someone opened the door again.

I looked over, it was Xiaochun and Menyan, and there was another man who was about their age that I had never seen before.

He wears a big bamboo hat with the word "fire" written on it.

I heard Sakumo Hatake shouting next to me:

"Third generations, Mr. Koharu, Mr. Kamenyan."

Then Xiaochun looked at me and said:

"Natsuko, the third generation wants to ask you some detailed information about Sand Ninja Village."

I couldn't help but my heart jumped, and I was stunned all of a sudden.

I don't know anything about sand ninja village information.